The other day I watched The Trip. If you have ever traveled for work with a friend/coworker, you should really watch this film. At one point in the film, Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon are visiting Bolton Abbey and discussing being buried or cremated.
This is a something I have debated once or twice. After reading Stiff and watching One Dark Night a million times as a child, my plan is cremation. My mother is not a fan of this choice, however, as I told her, “Based on your religious beliefs, I’m going to burn during the second coming. So, either way, I’m being cremated.”
After their buried v. cremated discussion, they discussed what might be said at each other’s funerals. As Steve was sharing what he might say at Rob’s funeral, Rob interjected, “We should have done this when he was alive, he would have loved this.” “What?” Steve asked and added, “Cremated you?”
As I headed to bed that night, I thought to myself, “Regardless of whether I am buried or cremated, I do not want my nightstand looking like this when I die.” I picked up the glow-stick filled condom (Halloween party favor courtesy of Sleepless and Ice Cream Man) and threw it in the trash; the Slinky and game bell were returned to the game area. I then took another quick look around, made sure B.O.B. wasn’t out in the open (unlike BioMom, I don’t leave him out for everyone, including my parents, to see), and called it a night .